in full bloom dressed purple
my heart bow
My feelings for nature and reading the post … the haiku was strong and wanted to be presented first. And I just follow my feelings and instincts …
grabs the fir cone in delight
a pulse of love
There are so many kinds of love in nature … a richness … a generosity … sharing … cykling … consensus … collusion … movements …. I will call it
(sometimes its difficult for me to find the right words, I’m sorry for that, I so wish my English was better)
The pulse of nature … the pulse in nature … the pulse out of nature …the pulse of grows and evolution in nature … that extraordinary energy and power … the pulse … only nature possesses …
osprey wings shiver
when ocean depth roar desperately
bay lost again
nature sometimes takes away
for new to soon be welcomed
… and I am just an observer … but also a part … which goes with a responsibility … for all of us.
my deepest love
for that mighty creativity
only in nature
when meeting the you
only to pulse together
… could be read … ‘my love’ … instead of … ‘the you’ …
#1176 Theme Week Hafiz (2) lover.
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2017-03-20 4 kommentarer
when sky is all grey
no sight of you
Pretend by Lize Bard.
Something I dislike a lot … so much … that … I hate it ….!!!! …. is …
to label a person
is going so very low – telling
tags without sense
… it is common in the Swedish ‘open’ debate … it’s a big differens to say … ‘you are’ … and … ‘you talk as …’
No person has the right to label another person!
When they go low – We go high!” Michelle Obama
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2017-03-20 1 kommentar
Last time in Budapest I didn’t bring my Canon EOS … only my G12 and of course my iPhone. It was more of poetry in my head than photography and it was and still are … a very dull time for shooting I think. I don’t like autumn and winter. I only like spring and summer when I can dress less and enjoy sun and light … the blue sky. So I long so much …
no stars to be found – sky
a black curtain
Himlen var svart.